Georgia Guidestones

rain washed stand the stones, with carvings of human hand, in their quiet stature they speak a language to us unknown! tons of hardened rock, designed to withstand the fury, of weather, nature and time’s flow, to express secret wishes of our soft beating hearts. inscriptions tell us what should be and what could be, ten commandments anew for a society more lost than ever before. the source of this modern wisdom and channels of its wealth a mystery, not a Stonehenge of burial but perhaps an expression of some hope for a different future. Or is it the arrogance of a few? with abundant earnings, who have since perished, and have left their misguided conclusions live on for millenniums! monuments of marble and rocks, mark journeys of human emotions, If only these stones could speak, they may tell a tale to remember…. I can linger no longer in the mystery of their silence, I have a train to catch and the reality of life to confront. 7th Placement Written 26/11/2021 ‘Georgehenge stones cold minds reflect’ poetry contest Joe Maverick sponsored